Making Friends with Night #Poem

I used to await the night with dread,
because I couldn’t sleep
Or had nightmares when I did drift off.

There was no cozy cabin in the woods for me,
no memories of picnics with deviled eggs,
no land of blossoms,
no trusting unicorn prancing for a ride.

And so, I became a night owl,
even as a child.
Being older now,
I still don’t sleep well at night,
and I still have nightmares at times.

Yet I await the night
like the dawning of the Age of Aquarius,
for this is when ideas take shape.
Cotton clouds drift across my mind,
becoming day dreams turned reality.

It’s night!
It’s showtime!


My response to Linda Kruschke’s
Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #43: To Night.

Colors Fall #Haiku #Poem

Leaves drifting from trees
Light reflects, receeds, renews
Rainbow colors fall.

Rainbow colors Fall
Orange, red, browns darkening
Nature calls for change.

Nature calls for change
Within our bodies ringing
Tides that ebb and flow.

Tides of ebb and flow
Earth and sky and sea respond
As below, above.


A Shi Rensa Haiku,
Developed by Ronovan,
written in response to
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille: Colors.

Tempting Fate #Decima #Poem

We know the things we shouldn’t do,
But often we refuse to wait.
We’re causing karma, tempting fate
With consequences. That’s the truth.

Yet we’re not lost, and we’re not through!
The soul within us always lasts
In present’s future, leaving past.
We’re living out the ebb and flow
That Nature-God already knows,
By choice becoming what we ask!


A Decima for this week’s challenge:
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 28 (FATE) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.

Hard Times Come Again No More #Music

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If I didn’t know better, I would say this song could have been written just yesterday. That’s how relevant it still is. Yet the American songwriter, Stephen Foster, especially known for his Civil War-era songs, wrote “Hard Times Come Again No More” in 1854. The song asks the fortunate to consider those less fortunate than themselves–something we would all do well to consider.

It was originally written in the key of G, making it a breeze for banjo, guitar, and fiddle players. Here I play it in C, on zither and recorder, and you’ll hear me sing 3 verses.

We all know that hard times will come again, unfortunately. Still I hope you enjoy this arrangement of Foster’s timely classic!

Boutique of Thoughts #SixSentenceStories

When I hear the word boutique, several things happen in my head. They happen so fast that I’m not even sure of their order, but nevertheless, here they are!

I think <“OOO, fancy!”

I lament, “No, not in my budget, which barely meets necessities, much less high-end (Read: high dollar) desires!”

And I remember a time before the time before I knew what money was, before I realized my so-called situation in life, a time when I just thought of a boutique as somewhere it would be super cool to visit–and maybe they would even have tea and cakes!

I’m a realist, but I also believe in keeping childhood dreams alive!


For Denise’s “boutique” prompt at
#SixSentenceStories.

On Course #Poem

My magnum opus isn’t done!
It’s really only just begun!

It brings fulfillment, joy and bliss,
Hiding exactly what it is…

Attracting with magnetic force,
While Spirit guides my journey’s course.

Oh soul, awake my mind to know,
Why music keeps me striving so!


A Quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words, excluding title) for De’s “magnet” prompt at
dVerse.